Silence is the cradle of a loner.
Seria Yurdina was no exception to that proposition. Having regarded being alone as a constant since childhood, the hours when she had to endure complete silence were not as painful for her as they were for others.
If anything, she found them reassuring.
At times, loneliness would seep all the way into her bones, but the time the girl spent dwelling upon her solitude was precious. After all, they were among the few moments when she could devote her entire mind to herself.
There was only one thing that made today different from usual.
Seria was not alone right now.
“Unnie…….”
The tiny voice she barely managed to squeeze out overflowed with yearning.
Following it to its end, the faintest sound of breathing suddenly brushed against her eardrums. Proof that a certain woman was still alive—something she would never have noticed without senses sensitive enough to detect even the finest down.
The presence was unbearably faint. Before a flame of life that seemed liable to go out with a single breath, the…